Its an old work of mine nd Its 1 of my favorites...
The shadow of satire
I saw the train coming,
Snow thick on the engine,
And blizzards blowing through it,
I saw the train coming.
Shrill was its siren,
Which was my bane,
On the track lying,
I saw the train coming.
I heard the steel,
I heard the brake,
I heard my own cry,
Then all went black.
I saw no train coming,
I saw no more. . . . .
22 October 05
